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She wasmine.
Ours.
Grey needed to hurry up with decrypting those messages from her phone. Diesel needed him again tonight, to help with some tax shit that was past due. But Grey promised he’d be on it as soon as he was finished with that. Rook tagged along with him, happy to drink at Sanctum to allow me some time to try to repair what I had broken with Ava Jade.
She caught me watching her again and winced, shifting awkwardly. “Are you a good baker, too?” she asked, changing the subject.
“Why?”
She shrugged. “I like cake.”
I snorted.
“I’m not bad,” I told her. “It’s Rook’s birthday soon. He doesn’t like to celebrate it, but I usually make a cake anyway. No candles or any of that shit. Just a big ass chocolate cake.”
“Chocolate’s my favorite, too.”
“Of course it is.”
She tipped her head to one side, considering me before going back to watching her movie.
I half expected her to have fled when I went to pick her up a couple hours ago, but there she was at the door, ready to go when I knocked. If not a little grumpy. Rook had been right after all. She wasn’t going anywhere.
She knew what running would get her.
I finished firing off an email to Max on my phone, getting last minute details sorted before the upcoming show. Later tonight, I’d have to finish the new song I was working on if I planned to unveil it in Lodi. And I needed the others to help me once I was through. Rook was mad good at syncing everything together for me and Grey was the only one I trusted to make the lyrics reallyhit.
Though showing them the song would mean admitting to them what I’d only just managed to admit to myself…
“So,” I asked after Ava Jade clicked through to start another movie once the credits rolled on the first one. “Did you decide where you want to sleep?”
She shrugged. “I’m good here. I probably won’t sleep anyway.”
I snorted.You and me both.
My phone buzzed in my hand, and I looked down to see a reply from Max and a text from Grey.
Grey: How goes it? You kill each other yet?
I covertly snapped a pic of her across the room, illuminated only by the bluish light flickering out from the TV in the dark room. I sent it.
Corvus: Still alive.
Grey: Why are you sitting so far away? Go and sit with her.
My teeth clenched.
I glanced at the two empty cushions next to Ava Jade and pressed my lips into a tight line. My attention snagged on the outlet by the wall at one end of the couch, and the charger cord sticking out of it.
My phone still had twenty percent battery but it could use a charge.
Clearing my throat, I rose, crossing the room to fall casually into the cushion at the far end of the couch, reaching for the cord to plug in my phone.
Sparrow raised a brow at me as I settled the phone onto the armrest and turned back to the TV.
“Needs a charge,” I explained, leaning back to watch the next Marvel movie in the queue.
Corvus: Anything from her phone yet?
